Once Upon A Time...

Part Fourteen: "I Love You, Jungkook..."

Jungkook's POV:

(A Week After Y/N's Discharge...)

I was lying down in my bed, knowing Y/N was in the room beside mine. I still wasn't used to the whole idea of her sleeping in my apartment. It's not that I found it weird, I just found it uncommon. It was nice... having her around again. I've missed her more than I should've missed her.

I heard a knock at my door. I knew it was Y/N, but I wasn't sure what she needed. I got up groggily, dragging my feet to my bedroom door. When I opened it, Y/N was standing right there. She was sobbing.

"What in the world is wrong with you?" I asked her.

"I'm so lonely," She cries. "I have nobody."

"Are you trying to sing?"

"TO CALL MY OWNNNNN! AWOOOOO!" She slurs.

"Are you drunk?"

She laughs manically.

"Did you get into my alcohol stash?"

She hiccups, "What? NoOoOo. Are you craaaazy?"

I picked up and brought her to her room. I lie her down in the bed, putting her hair behind her. She wraps her arms around my neck, pulling me down on top of her. I tried to pull away but she kept pulling me back down on her. So, I just stayed on top of her.

"Go to sleeeeep, Kookie..." She slurs.

"Don't get in my alcohol again," I mumble. "I've told you, when you got here, no alcohol. Even the doctor said to make sure you don't consume alcohol during your two weeks here."

Soft breathing was the response I got, then I got soft crying sounds. I lifted myself, still on top of her but enough to let her breathe. Her eyes were closed tightly, tears streaming down her face. Her crying grew louder.

"Ju-Jung-Jungkook..." She sobs.

"Yes, sweetie?" I move from on top of her body to sit on the bed. I pulled her into my lap, allowing her head to rest on my shoulder.

"Wh-Why can't I b-b-be good en-enough?" She buries her face into my bare chest.

"You are good enough..." My voice breaks, basically because I'm on the verge of tears.

"NO!" She snaps, still sobbing. "No... I ca-can't be g-go-good en-enough. Why would Ma-Mark do th-that?"

"I don't know, princess," I mumble into her ear. "And you can be good enough. You are good enough."

She slowly began to drift asleep. I didn't know how to move her without disturbing her. I stood up, her lying in my arms. I slowly set her down on the bed, covering her up. She shifts a little, but she doesn't wake up.

"I love you, Jungkook..." She mumbles, her eyes were still closed.

I gave her a confused look, even though she couldn't see. My heart was thumping hard against my chest again. I'm sure she meant it as a friend. She wouldn't do that to Mark...

I woke up the next morning, hearing footsteps around the apartment. I also smelled food, which was uncommon. I usually get something to eat, or, well... now us. I don't necessarily cook unless I absolutely need to. Plus, Jin and Jimin bring food over.

I get out of bed, heading out of my bedroom. Y/N was sitting on the couch, watching TV. I sit beside her, then glance at the kitchen.

"Who's cooking?"

"Jinnie." She responds, slightly out of it.

"What is it?" I wave my hand in front of her face.

She shakes her head, then looks at me. "Nothing..."

She switches the TV off, biting her lip. Tears were filling her eyes, slowly sliding down her face.

"JUNGKOOK! CHEER THE POOR GIRL UP!" Jin yells from the kitchen.

I pull her into an embrace, sighing. She pulled away, giving me a strange look. I sigh, turning the TV back on.

She grabs the remote, turning the TV on.

I grab it back, turning it on.

She yanked it out of my hand, glaring. 

"WHAT IS YOUR PROBLEM!?" I snap at her.

She stands up, looking at me, "Don't turn the TV on!"

"WHY NOT!?" I shouted.

"Because what they're saying is a bunch of crap..." Her voice cracks.

"What who is saying?" I grab her trembling hand, running my thumb over her palm.

"The News..." She cries. "I'm not crazy. I'm not mental. Am I?"

She had worry and fear written all over her face. She was shaking all over. Her eyes were filled with tears. 

"No, no..." I clenched my jaw, then unclenched them. "You're not crazy at all. You're not mental. You just went through a phase."

"They're just wanting attention, Y/N. Don't listen to them!" Jin yells from the kitchen.

I keep forgetting he's here.

"Y/N, don't listen to them. I need you to focus on what's important. What is important, as of now, is getting better. I don't want you getting stressed, angry, or anything along those lines." I explain to her, putting my hands on her shoulders.

She just looks at me with her beautiful eyes that are filled with tears and hurt. I knew the look she was giving me, and it was the look I've always missed from her. She was showing love and passion in her face. She trusted me, really trusted me.

"I'm going to handle this," I say. "I want you to stay put with Jin."

"You haven't eaten breakfast yet!" Jin pokes his head around the wall.

"Jungkook, where are you even going?" Y/N asks me.

"Nowhere important. I'm just going for... a walk. Yes, a walk." I smile, hiding my lie.

"You're lying, and I know it. I know you." Y/N pokes her finger at me, then jabs it into my chest.

"I'm not lying. You're just not reading me-"

"Do you really think I'm dumb?"

"No. I don't. If you want the truth, then come with me." I sigh, rubbing the back of my neck.

I can't believe I was going to do this...

"Fine then. Bye, Mama Jinnie!" Y/N yells as she runs to the door.

"Um, Y/N," Jin laughs. "Put on some decent clothes for going out."

She turns red, then she heads to her room. She looks at me briefly before shutting the door, flashing a smile. I smiled back at her, but she already shut the door.

A) This was going to be a HUGE mistake or B) This could save her reputation and ruin mine...